The Scene
Jean Bean and I weren't the type of little girls that dreamed about big weddings. I wrote about that four years ago when we went wedding dress shopping (rather awkwardly) after she got engaged.
Sure, boys were cute and all but Bean and I were more the type of little girls who loved us some books. We dreamed about writing them some day. We still do.
So on her wedding day, the sight of her slipping into her wedding dress while her nieces intently read their books, made me smile as I choked up.
Jean Bean and I weren't the type of little girls that dreamed about big weddings. I wrote about that four years ago when we went wedding dress shopping (rather awkwardly) after she got engaged.
Sure, boys were cute and all but Bean and I were more the type of little girls who loved us some books. We dreamed about writing them some day. We still do.
So on her wedding day, the sight of her slipping into her wedding dress while her nieces intently read their books, made me smile as I choked up.
It was an incredibly intimate, low-key wedding---the best kind if you ask me.
It was also incredibly emotional. The father of JB's fiancee lost his battle with cancer just two weeks before the wedding. He was to be Texas Cowboy's best man.
It was also incredibly emotional. The father of JB's fiancee lost his battle with cancer just two weeks before the wedding. He was to be Texas Cowboy's best man.
The minister, a high school friend of Bean's, did a BEAUTIFUL job of weaving TC's father into the celebration of their love.
Reminding us all that at times our saddest moments converge with our happiest. That's just life.
Commitment is about supporting each other through the bad, cherishing the good and surviving everything in between. Jean Bean and I are blessed to have found two men who have stood by our sides through it all---through our greatest triumphs and our greatest tragedies.
That day, I realized just how much these men have shaped who we've become. Helping them through their darkest moments, handing them the best part of ourselves has changed us.
It's made us stronger and wiser and more giving. It's transformed us from the girls we once were into the women we are today.
It's made us stronger and wiser and more giving. It's transformed us from the girls we once were into the women we are today.
I was 18 when I met Mr. Diabolina and Jean Bean.
And I was 30 when I met Texas Cowboy.
Yet, I can barely remember a time when they weren't all a part of my heart.
I can't wait for the next chapter of our story.
The Wedding Outfits
The bride of all brides wore Carolina Herrera. After all, this is a woman who has spent most of her career on Paris runways. It's her job to know an exquisite dress when she sees it ;)
With sparkly Manolos underneath
The Herrera was perfect. Simply stunning.
Delicious from every angle.
Best of all: scored at a sample sale for mere pennies.
One of the benefits of being tiny and working in the fashion industry
Her Dior lips and lashes were KILLING me all day.
Also killing me: these baby dolls. JB's nieces. Best dressed guests.
Learned it from their STUNNING mama---Jean Bean's sister.
Who learned it from her momma---the only tiny momma who rivals mine in cuteness. Adore.her.face!
Best dressed non-family guests: JB's college besties. Perfect floral and Missoni prints for a spring wedding. The three girls became friends when they all studied abroad for a semester. In Paris. Obvi.
I wore BCBG to my best friend's wedding. Asymmetrical neckline, drapey, floral, easy. Stella McCartney emerald clutch and my nude Louboutin heels, Neiman Marcus purchased (duh!)
Loved the necklace. A little LA Fashion District find. Made the whole afternoon-wedding look less precious, more fierce.
Had to bring it for my favorite fashionista.
The Wedding Guest Inspiration
